55: Chapter 55: Four Women Fighting for One Man – Confirmed!

Lin Chen and his three stunningly beautiful wives spent quite a while bustling around the villa, then casually tossed several quilts and a huge pile of snacks into the trunk.

As for pots and pans, Lei Jiayin had guaranteed over the phone that Song Dandan's house was fully stocked, so they didn't need to worry about it.

Once the luggage was packed, the four of them got into the spacious commercial vehicle prepared by the Production Team and headed straight for the highway toll station to meet up with Lei Jiayin and the others.

Along the way, Tong Liya, Liu Shishi, and Guli Nazha were as excited as birds released from a cage, chirping away non-stop, occasionally humming along to pop songs on the radio, their spirits soaring.

Lin Chen drove with a smile on his face.

At first, he had thought filming a variety show would be annoying, but now that they were on the road, he suddenly found this unrestrained way of traveling quite to his liking.

Wherever they ended up was fine; if they liked the scenery somewhere, they'd set up camp, and if they were tired, they'd build a fire and cook for themselves.

This was a hundred times better than being herded around like ducks by a tour group.

When the car arrived at the toll station, Lei Jiayin and Yue Yunpeng had already parked on the side of the road waiting.

As soon as Lin Chen hit the brakes, Lei Jiayin trotted over with a black walkie-talkie and leaned in by the car window.

"Take this for safety! Keep in touch at all times; the channel is already set for you."

Lin Chen took the heavy walkie-talkie, his face full of skepticism: "Does this piece of junk actually work? How far is the maximum range? Over."

Lei Jiayin laughed: "Over my ass! It's perfectly clear within a hundred meters—it's a divine tool for road trips!"

Lin Chen casually shoved the walkie-talkie to Tong Liya in the passenger seat.

Lei Jiayin waved his hand: "Shall we go?"

"Let's go, who's leading?"

"I'll take the lead!"

Lei Jiayin turned and ducked into the car in front, stepping on the gas to drive through the toll station.

Lin Chen drove steadily behind him.

The two cars sped toward the vast, boundless northern grasslands.

Of course, this was just the peaceful scene shown on the live stream.

In the blind spots not captured by the cameras, a massive convoy of dozens of people from the Production Team followed in a grand procession, with several high-definition drones even hovering in the air.

"I went on a road trip when I was a kid, but it was just going through the motions. My parents were busy with work, so we were always rushing, and I couldn't really experience the fun of driving."

Liu Shishi sat in the back, holding the phone provided by the Production Team, chatting via voice messages in the WeChat group.

As for the walkie-talkie Lei Jiayin had given them, it had long been disdainfully tossed into the storage compartment by the three beauties.

With high-speed internet and WeChat voice messages, who would still use such a clunky, outdated antique?

Song Dandan's hearty voice soon rang out in the car: "Shishi is right! The essence of a road trip lies entirely in the word 'freedom.' You control the time, you pick the locations, and the scenery on the road is what's most charming."

As soon as the voice message finished playing, Song Zuer's sweet, coquettish voice suddenly popped up in WeChat: "Brother Lin Chen, I brought lots of delicious imported snacks. Do you want to try some?"

As soon as this voice message came out, the atmosphere in the car instantly dropped to freezing.

Tong Liya, sitting in the passenger seat, knitted her beautiful brows together tightly.

She was wearing a tight miniskirt and immediately turned around to look at the back seat.

Because the movement was so sharp, her full, supple breasts were pressed tightly against the seatbelt, squeezing out a stunningly deep cleavage.

Liu Shishi gripped her phone, her stunningly beautiful face covered in a layer of frost, and she pouted her cherry lips, having no intention whatsoever of pressing the voice button to reply.

Lin Chen, while gripping the steering wheel, casually instructed: "Help me reply to her and say I won't eat them."

"If you're not going to eat them, why reply to her? Are you worried that you aren't being enthusiastic enough?" Liu Shishi retorted coldly, her voice full of sour jealousy.

Guli Nazha couldn't sit still either.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she sarcastically added: "The snacks we brought ourselves are piled up like a mountain; you can eat as much as you want. What's the point of going outside to eat another woman's snacks?"

As soon as these words, dripping with jealousy, were broadcast, Lin Chen's personal live stream exploded.

It wasn't just his; the live streams of Tong Liya, Liu Shishi, and Guli Nazha all went wild!

The audience, viewing from a god's-eye perspective, had eyes sharper than microscopes.

Earlier, when Song Zuer had recklessly tried to burrow into Lin Chen's arms backstage at the small theater, countless netizens had taken screenshots of the three wives' hostile glares.

Now, Liu Shishi and Guli Nazha's undisguised, jealous counterattack directly confirmed the intense conflict between them and Song Zuer.

Without a doubt, this was a live, breathing drama of four women fighting for a husband!

The gossip-loving souls of the netizens, who always wanted to see chaos, were completely ignited at this moment, burning fiercely.

"Level one alert! Level one alert! High-energy warning ahead, the super Shura field has officially begun! Anyone under eighteen, please cover your eyes voluntarily!"

"Holy crap! This is definitely the biggest bombshell of the year!"

"Teacher Lin, stop focusing on driving; your backyard is about to be burned to ashes by the three empresses!"

"I have to side with Song Zuer on this one! Since Teacher Lin can handle five at once, taking in a sixth one isn't too many! The three empresses can't just allow themselves to set fires while forbidding the commoners from lighting lamps!"

"Bullshit! I'm a die-hard supporter of the original wives! They are legally married couples who went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their red certificates! Song Zuer is purely a third party—no, wait, let's call it a sixth party! Damn, the term 'sixth party' sounds so exciting!"

"I only support Teacher Lin! The whole internet used to curse him for being a kept man. Now, the facts prove that he eats this 'soft rice' fair and square! He was born with a passive ultimate skill of charm and seduction; wherever he goes, he can make female celebrities fall head over heels for him!"

"Yang Mi! Dilraba! Stop hiding under your covers watching the live stream! Your dear husband is about to be snatched away; hurry up and buy plane tickets to fly over and join the battle!"

"Song Zuer is only eighteen, fighting alone against five max-level bosses; she's completely outmatched. I strongly suggest Song Zuer hurry up and form an alliance! Anyway, China has nothing if not plenty of single female celebrities!"

"I propose sending my Yingbao to reinforce immediately!"

"Are you discriminating based on age? Can't we European and American beauties join the melee too!"

The live stream chat was incredibly lively, with dense barrages of comments scrolling like a blizzard, making it hard to even see the faces on screen.

It was strange, too.

Usually, if any popular female celebrity revealed a relationship, the man's ancestors for eighteen generations would be roasted to oblivion by fans.

When he first got his marriage certificate, Lin Chen had indeed been roasted to a sieve by the entire internet.

But now, the wind had completely shifted.

Perhaps it was Lin Chen's easygoing humor in joking about his marriage, or perhaps it was his endless array of incredible skills and heaven-defying looks.

Regardless, the audience's attitude toward him had done a 180-degree turn.

Not only did they not spray or curse him, but they were also enthusiastically offering him advice, picking sides, and stoking the fire.

This was definitely a spectacle rarely seen in the entertainment industry in a hundred years.

"Us pulling him into the Production Team under pressure was definitely the most brilliant move we ever made!"

The chief director and producers, who had been guarding the monitors watching the data, were so excited that their palms were sweating.

They felt they had hit the jackpot.

There were three reasons for their excitement.

First, the show was a hit the moment it started.

The total number of people online across the eight live streams soared past fourteen million!

Even if you squeezed out the fluff of one person opening multiple screens, this data was still a dazzling miracle that shattered the ceiling of domestic variety shows.

Second, Lin Chen's performance was nothing short of perfect.

They had thought he was just a cannon fodder tool meant to take the blame and be cursed, but they hadn't expected him to become the biggest traffic black hole.

His super strong variety show sense and eye-popping magic tricks attracted countless fans.

Now, the number of people in his live stream had broken through the two-million mark, closely trailing the four top-tier young actresses like Tong Liya, firmly holding the fifth spot!

Third, and the point that made the senior management of the Production Team tremble with excitement: the intense friction between Tong Liya and her two companions and Song Zuer over fighting for a man!

This was definitely the ultimate highlight that could run through the entire season of travel!

Why do domestic variety shows rely entirely on screenwriters to write scripts?

It's because they're afraid celebrities will be too polite to each other, making the show as boring as plain water, so they have to rely on scripts to forcibly create conflict.

This time, with "Divas Hit the Road" doing a 24-hour, no-blind-spot live stream, scripts weren't needed at all.

The Production Team had been so worried they couldn't sleep all night, fearing the ratings would collapse.

Who could have expected that on the very first day of the trip, these female celebrities would roll up their sleeves and start tearing into each other over a top-tier man!

Without the need for scripts or directors, a purely natural war of female hormones—it was simply perfect!